Black Emerald / Naturally

The earth has music for the ones who listen
For enchanted ladies and for righteous misters
Just listen to the melody that's coming from the trees
Hear the symphony of the seas

Well it doesn't know the system, and it won't play harmonies
But hear it play a song for you, will lift your reveries
Slow down for a little bit, it won't take very long
Nature, well it just can't go wrong

Piano could not beat her melancholic tunes
Guitar is just too weak for true nature is not a fool
Trumpet couldn't stand no chance, on The Sweet whistle of the Nightingale
And any poems would be worse than any meadows fairytale

Because it flows like the water and it blows like the wind
In waves like the sea-tide on the best melody
It glows like a fire fly and it sparks like a flame
It dances like a floating/falling star sings like a nightingale

And it's miles in the night, succeed in the daylight
Willingly
Naturally

The path has music, for those who can hear it
Has all virtues, long as you don't interfere in
Watch for the rainbows, hear the mumbling/rambling of the skies
Hidden underneath clouds of disguise

Watch out for the roaring, mountains compose
Before we were even here, the proudly arose
Giving birth of symphonies of leaves and tiny streams
Conducted by the wind that blows against our window seams

Piano could not beat her melancholic tunes
Guitar is just too weak for true nature is not a fool
Trumpet couldn't stand no chance, on The Sweet whistle of the Nightingale
And any poems would be worse than any meadows fairytale

Because it flows like the water and it blows like the wind
In waves like the sea-tide on the best melody
It glows like a fire fly and it sparks like a flame
It dances like a floating/falling star sings like a nightingale

And it's miles in the night, succeed in the daylight
Willingly
Naturally

Piano could not beat her melancholic tunes
Guitar is just too weak for true nature is not a fool
Trumpet couldn't stand no chance, on The Sweet whistle of the Nightingale
And any poems would be worse than any meadows fairytale

Because it flows like the water and it blows like the wind
In waves like the sea-tide on the best melody
It glows like a fire fly and it sparks like a flame
It dances like a floating/falling star sings like a nightingale

And it's miles in the night, succeed in the daylight
Willingly
Naturally